Enter FLEANCE
[FLEANCE walks in, clearly distraught, tired and grief written on his face.]
FLEANCE
Father was right! Macbeth is a traitor. He had my father killed for knowing too much Macbeth might have even killed Duncan.
[FLEANCE stops, looking at his surroundings]
Enter HECATE.
[Appears out of nowhere to FLEANCE, puff of smoke where she enters.]
HECATE
It is not for you to wonder about things you would not understand, child of Banquo, heir to the throne of Scotland and son of Banquo.
FLEA CE
Then it is true… My father and Macbeth did speak to witches. Your servants, I suppose. I hold you responsible for my father’s death, along with Macbeth.
Hecate
Do you really think it’s your father we are after? No, young one. The credit for your father’s death is Macbeth’s alone. Neither you nor your father are of any interest to me or my fiendish, to say the least, cohorts. But… I have come to make you an offer.
Fleance …show more content…
I have not, nor will I ever cooperate with the Devil’s instrument.
Hecate
It will be of your interest to listen. I ask nothing of you except to do as I say. Heed my words, mortal. You will leave for England tomorrow. Take none of your belonging with you, for they will only bring you misery. I should know, I cursed them myself. Change your name, no one shall know you as Fleance from now on. Stay in dark alleys, sleep on the streets, and eat only from the refuse on the streets. Do this until you hear a midnight raven speak three times “Nevermore”, that is the omen that will allow you to return.
Fleance
It escapes my attention the reason why I should do as you say, Dark One. Enough, I have no further business with